Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4684: Li Xian Yan Xian (Part 1)

Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows, "It sounds like you have a very experienced feeling."

"Naturally, this is not the first time I have done this." The thin figure said, "However, you don't seem to be panicking at all, which is somewhat unexpected."

"The panic is of no avail, it is better to think about how to leave next." Jian Wushuang looked around and said in a deep voice.

"I advise you not to think about it, even if you are Yanxian, there is no possibility to escape from here." The thin figure whispered, as if he had tried all the methods he could think of.

Jian Wushuang no longer spoke, but looked at the dark abyss below him.

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Chunqiu, what's your name?" An extremely remote corner was picked, and the thin body was comfortable.

"Sword Wushuang." He said concisely.

The thin figure named Chunqiu raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.

The muddy black vines, who seem to be unwilling to make a big effort for the two fish in the net, no longer twitch, and the whole abyss falls into a strange silence.

A touch of gold rushes from the corner of Jian Wushuang's eyes, and the four seasons of Tarot Kendo quietly covers the whole abyss.

"Jian Wushuang, have you heard anything?" Chunqiu raised his head and warned.

Jian Wushuang's eyebrows were slightly twisted, and the next moment he screamed, "Run!"

However, it was too late, the surrounding stone walls burst at the same time, and countless giant python-like black vines swarmed out and squeezed towards the two.

Because Jian Wushuang has already released the field vigilance, as the vines squeezed out, he jumped into the air and barely avoided.

When Chunqiu reacted, it was too late to be dragged directly into the abyss by the vines.

"Sword Wushuang--"

"This guy!" Jian Wushuang gritted his teeth, turned his shape and rushed into the depths of the abyss.

The Yan Li Hua Mang emerged in his eyes, allowing him to easily penetrate the darkness.

The further down, the denser the vine-like vines will be, the more densely they will be, almost empty of their feet.

And Chunqiu's body, I didn't know where.

The invisible sword is waved, and the immense breath of unparalleled swordsmanship rages on.

Perhaps the crisis was noticed, and a total of dozens of vines went upstream.

Jian Wushuang lifted the sword and broke it.

The mighty force makes every style of Wushuang Kendo easily reach the top. Even though he is restrained, his arrogant swordsmanship is easily torn apart.

At this time, Chunqiu's extremely thin figure also appeared in Jian Wushuang's eyes.

Swords cut off the vines that bound him, and the sword's nose and mouth were full of blood.

"Are you all right?" the rest of the life after the Spring and Autumn Tribulation, gasping and asked.

Jian Wushuang did not answer, grabbed his collar directly, and was about to leave here.

In the next moment, countless vines were tying each other on top of their heads, blocking the way.

"Damn, is this thing with long eyes!" Chunqiu sighed in a low voice, and a breath of breath also emerged from his body.

Ancestor level!

Jian Wushuang looked at him slightly, but then looked at the abyss.

Never like passive sword Wushuang, directly release the first form of Xinghehuhaijianyi, Xing.

The vast expanse of force condenses a supreme sword, and sweeps across the abyss, as if it was poured into boiling oil in the water, and a complete shock erupted.

Yanli has sublimated the entire Wushuang Kendo to another level. Even at the ancestor level, Jian Wushuang also confidently defeated with a single blow.

Under the supremacy of the sword, the vines shattered over a large area, and human-like wailing resounded beneath the abyss.

The spring and autumn on the side swallowed the throat incredulously.

These live in the depths of Montenegro, and they are full of vines, which is difficult to deal with, even if Yanxian comes here, it is helpless.

But now, this guy who was going to the mountain for the first time was completely destroyed, which is really terrifying.

"Since he has such strength, how could he be caught here?" A series of question marks exploded in Chun Qiu's mind, but there was no answer.

Almost as the sword dissipated, Jian Wushuang was shocked and went directly into the depths of the abyss.

Spring and Autumn were stunned, followed by clenching teeth.

The invisible sword in the hand cut off the vines, and a pair of eyes swelled with the shrewd **** pattern seemed to see the real behind-the-scenes watch, and suddenly threw out the long sword in his hand.

"Zheng!"

A sound of gold and iron clashes was heard, and a black figure stared at Jian Wushuang in a very dark place, and he wanted to leave.

"Want to go?" Jian Wushuang snorted, and a small Quanjie Tianmen appeared, directly running towards the dark body.

Despite the conversion from divine power to radiating power, the purest divine pattern has not changed.

The palms of the colorful Huamang came down, reflecting the dark body without hiding place.

The two of them can only see what the dark body looks like.

Long-faced and ugly, like the skin of a ten-year-old tree, may be due to long-term survival in a very dark place, with severely degraded eyes, the size of green beans.

And those python-like vines are the black hair.

In the eyes of Spring and Autumn, there was a touch of disgust, "It really likes sucking blood, and there is no one who looks worthy of the audience."

The magnificent palm has no suspense suppressing him, but Jian Wushuang is not easy, and a ray of blood is pouring from his mouth.

Forcibly use the force of force, and the chain of iron chains between the necks exacerbates the imprisonment.

Chunqiu became more tense, "I, I said Jian Wushuang, are you okay? It’s not appropriate to stay here for a long time, I think we might as well leave quickly."

Jian Wushuang did not speak, staring down at him.

The dark figure is revealed only after the divine light emanating from the Tianmen of the Quanjie Realm has completely dissipated.

Although most of his robe was broken, he didn't hurt his origin at all.

Perhaps it was tempted to find that Jian Wushuang could do no harm to him. Two green bean-sized eyes dripped, and his whole body rose to the storm, turned into his true form, and swallowed them in two.

Beyond the ancestor level, the power of Yan Xian belongs to the deep sea, roaring and swallowing.

The face of spring and autumn looks like earth, and the three souls and seven souls are almost scared out.

Only the sword Wushuang Yiran is not afraid, the invisible sword emerges in his hand, and there is no fancy sword stabbing out.

This mediocre sword, but it can be turned upside down and shaken, is a sword independent of Wushuang Kendo.

It is the most popular sword of sword fairy Ding Baiyi.

After one sword, it is one hundred thousand swords.

Hundreds of thousands of swords and awns, together breaking through the extremely dark, all poured on the dark body of Yanxian.

The pride in the eyes of the two mung beans was not even revealed, but was replaced by panic.

How can a sword of repression that belongs to the mysterious realm be used by him? !

But this sword is indeed completely used, just like Ding Baiyi's help.